The Adventures of Super Shawn

2008-08-15T08:55:00.000-07:00

I'm staring at the glass in front of me,
is it half empty of our wins or have i ruined all you've given me?
I know I've been selfish,
I know I've been foolish,
but look through that
and you will see,
I'll do better, I know,
Baby, I can do better.

If you leave me tonight, I'll wake up alone,
don't tell me I will make it on my own,
don't leave me tonight,
this heart of stone will sing till it dies
if you leave me tonight.

Sometimes I stare at you while you are sleeping,
I listen to your breathing,
amazed how I somehow managed to
sweep you off your feet girl,
your perfect little feet girl
I took for granted what you do.
But I'll do better, I know
Baby, I can do better.

If you leave me tonight, I'll wake up alone,
don't tell me I will make it on my own,
don't leave me tonight,
this heart of stone will sing till it dies
if you leave me tonight.

And don't you know my heart is open, oh,
it's putting up the fight,
and I've got this feeling,
that everything's alright,
and don't you see,
I'm not the only one for you
but you're the only one for me.

If you leave me tonight I'll wake up alone,

(stay)If you leave me tonight,
(close) I'll wake up alone,
(don't)don't tell me I will
(go)make it on my own,
(stay)don't leave me tonight,
(close)this heart of stone
(don't) will sing till it dies
(go)if you leave me tonight.
Don't leave me tonight

2008-07-17T07:25:00.000-07:00

I've looked for love in stranger places,
But never found someone like you.
Someone whose smile makes me feel I've been holding back,
And now there's nothing I can't do.

'Cause this is real, and this is good.
It warms the inside just like it should,
But most of all it's built to last.

All of our friends saw from the start.
So why didn't we believe it too?
Whoa yeah, now look where we are.
You're in my heart now.
And there's no escaping it for you.

'Cause this is real, and this is good.
It warms the inside just like it should,
But most of all it's built to last.

Walking on the hills that night with those fireworks and candlelight
You and I were made to get love right

'Cause this is real, and this is good.
It warms the inside just like it should,
But most of all it's built to last.

'Cause you are the sun in my universe,
Considered the best when we've felt the worst
And most of all it's built to last.

2008-07-14T07:29:00.000-07:00

I blame myself. I hold my heart in my hands, dripping and oozing its crimson passion. And yet you let the soil soak it; oh, how hungrily does the dirt devour my reds. My mangled throat of cries and pleas were passage to my heart, from which I stole it for you. And yet how you leave it to dry; oh, how unforgiving is the heat that crusts my clots.

So now the wounds have somewhat healed and congealed itself into scars, would that cover be enough? The forward road winds and down the trail it turns off into the unknown. Why won't you hold my hand in yours now? Sooner that road is trodden, for either knows it is without the other that would be less of a journey, the better for both. Yet for now, we must walk; oh, yes, walk beside each other and let the wounds drip freely - for it is time and forwards that we must go. We will go.

Operation Theatre 2 - Ticket Sales

2007-12-29T17:09:00.000-08:00

hey guys! welcome to my blog if this is your first time here.. just using is as a confirmation of all the tickets I've sold for my musical. Remember to come down!

Details

Date: 4th or 5th January 2008
Time: 7.30pm
Venue: University Cultural Centre (UCC) In NUS
Directions: Take 96 from Clementi MRT station and drop when you see the big concert hall looking building, its next to the Yong Siew Toh Music Conservatory. Ask any NUS student for directions. Bus 151 also reaches the same stop.
Ticketing: $15 per ticket. Collect the group of tickets at the door and pay to Khadijah. So it's best you guys come in the groups I've put below.
Seating: Free seating within the $15 ticket range. Just follow the ushers. Come early to get the best seats out of that price range!

Groupings: The ticket is reserved under the bolded person's name.

4th Jan

May (5 tix)
Miow
Valerie
Lynette
Ming Ying

Rachel (3 tix)
Lynn
Jasmine

Rui Wen (2 tix)

5th Jan

Yu Jie (3 tix)
Daryl
Chee Guan

Yiru (7 tix)
Kah Kiong
Ben Ho
Amy + Fren
Liang Ying
Sally

Zhun Rui (4 tix)
Zhun Wei
2 Frens

Ju Yuan (2 tix)
Xin Jian

Jackson (2 tix)

If any of you guys still need more tickets feel free to sms or call me, don't wait for me to appear on msn cause I'm having rehersals everyday now... Thanks for coming down to support me!

Quoteworthy

2007-11-06T03:48:00.000-08:00

"Some people have views of God that are so broad and flexible that it is inevitable that they will find God wherever they look for him. One hears it said that 'God is the ultimate' or 'God is our better nature' or 'God is the universe.' Of course, like any other word, the word 'God' can be given any meaning we like. If you want to say that 'God is energy,' then you can find God in a lump of coal."

OT2

2007-10-16T04:32:00.000-07:00

hi guys! well rmb the musical i'm auditioning for? it's gonna be quite a big thing in medicine and it's for a really good cause to raise money for the medical student's bursary fund (i'm sure you wouldn't wanna deprive singapore of 1 great doc just cos they couldn't pay right?)

it'll be in january so i hope you guys can come down and support me (ps. i want nice flowers/soft toy bouquet thingy)

2007-10-07T07:31:00.000-07:00

I always needed time on my own
I never thought I'd need you there when I cry
And the days feel like years when I'm alone
And the bed where you lie
Is made up on your side

When you walk away
I count the steps that you take
Do you see how much I need you right now?

When you're gone
The pieces of my heart are missing you
When you're gone
The face I came to know is missing too
When you're gone
The words I need to hear to always get me through the day
And make it OK
I miss you

I never felt this way before
Everything that I do
Reminds me of you
And the clothes you left
They lie on the floor
And they smell just like you
I love the things that you do

When you walk away
I count the steps that you take
Do you see how much I need you right now?

When you're gone
The pieces of my heart are missing you
When you're gone
The face I came to know is missing too
When you're gone
The words I need to hear to always get me through the day
And make it OK
I miss you

We were made for each other
Out here forever
I know we were
Yeah Yeah

All I ever wanted was for you to know
Everything I do I give my heart and soul
I can hardly breathe I need to feel you here with me
Yeah

When you're gone
The pieces of my heart are missing you
When you're gone
The face I came to know is missing too
And When you're gone
The words I need to hear will always get me through the day
And make it OK
I miss you

2007-09-27T08:28:00.000-07:00

woah.. i must totally blog about this.. haven't really been updating my blog but i've been audition for OT2 (A Medicine Musical) and.....

I GOT THE PART!!!

omg.. i'm so happy... i'm officially william osler! singing, dancing, acting... all in 1. hang on tight!

2007-09-25T08:37:00.000-07:00

Your Guardian Angel

When I see your smile
Tears run down my face I can't replace
And now that I'm strong I have figured out
How this world turns cold and it breaks through my soul
And I know I'll find deep inside me I can be the one

I will never let you fall
I'll stand up with you forever
I'll be there for you through it all
Even if saving you sends me to heaven

It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.
Seasons are changing
And waves are crashing
And stars are falling all for us
Days grow longer and nights grow shorter
I can show you I'll be the one

I will never let you fall (let you fall)
I'll stand up with you forever
I'll be there for you through it all (through it all)
Even if saving you sends me to heaven

Cuz you're my, you're my, my, my true love, my whole heart
Please don't throw that away
Cuz I'm here for you
Please don't walk away and
Please tell me you'll stay, stay

Use me as you will
Pull my strings just for a thrill
And I know I'll be okay
Though my skies are turning gray

I will never let you fall
I'll stand up with you forever
I'll be there for you through it all
Even if saving you sends me to heaven

2007-09-12T05:42:00.000-07:00

finally dragged myself here to update blog again.. so tiring la. and i'm pure lazy.

anyway, have totally not been mugging and very scary to see all my friends so hard at work. i still would prefer m2 to m1 anyday.. at least i'm not lost and there's ppl to mug with.. hehe

speaking of m1s, today was making a fool out of myself clicking my heels together outside the seminar rooms. i mean i didn't expect all the m1s to keep looking at what i'm showing my friends what... -.- haha oh wells i'm the goofball

here's another one of my impromptu poems:

Sit Upon Frozen Heavens

From where I sit, I see the sun,
Its warmth has seldom touched my heart.
The wide expanse for me to run,
Has chilled my blade and done its part.

Below the clear and crystal sea,
I chance upon a wandering soul.
Whose smile can make me smile with glee,
And back is all I want to hold.

Now from the heaven-open skies
Rain down my future sleep
I sit upon the frozen heaven's lies
Fallen for blue, the deep.

2007-09-04T03:01:00.000-07:00

I happened to be browsing through my playlist and found this really cool song Camisado by Panic! At the Disco. It's really deep cause the singer wrote it when his dad passed away; at a hospital presumably. If you've got the time go venture a listen. It's not as fantastic as Fall Out Boy's stuff though imo.

Definition: In military tactics, a camisado, or camisade, is a surprise attack occurring at night, or at daybreak, when the enemy are supposed to be asleep

Camisado by Panic! At the Disco

The I.V. and your hospital bed
This was no accident
This was a therapeutic chain of events

This is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor
This is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital
It's not so pleasant
And it's not so conventional
It sure as hell ain't normal
But we deal, we deal

The anesthetic never set in and I'm wondering where
The apathy and urgency is that I thought I phoned in
It's not so pleasant.
And it's not so conventional
It sure as hell ain't normal
But we deal, we deal

Just sit back, just sit back
Just sit back and relax
Just sit back, just sit back
Just sit back and relapse again

Can't take the kid from the fight
take the fight from the kid
Sit back, relax
Sit back, relapse again
Can't take the kid from the fight
take the fight from the kid
Just sit back, just sit back

You're a regular decorated emergency
You're a regular decorated emergency

This is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor
This is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital
It's not so pleasant.
And it's not so conventional
It sure as hell ain't normal
But we deal, we deal

The anesthetic never set in and I'm wondering where
The apathy and urgency is that I thought I phoned in
It's not so pleasant.
And it's not so conventional
It sure as hell ain't normal
But we deal, we deal

Can't take the kid from the fight
take the fight from the kid
Sit back, relax
Sit back, relapse again
Can't take the kid from the fight
take the fight from the kid
Just sit back, just sit back
Sit back, sit back, relax, relapse
Sit back, sit back, bababada
You can take the kid out of the fight

You're a regular decorated emergency
The bruises and contusions will remind me what you did when you wake
You've earned a place atop the ICU's hall of fame
The camera caught you causing a commotion on the gurney again

You're a regular decorated emergency
The bruises and contusions will remind me what you did when you wake
You've earned a place atop the ICU's hall of fame
The camera caught you causing a commotion on the gurney again

Can't take the kid from the fight
take the fight from the kid
Sit back, relax
Sit back, relapse again
Can't take the kid from the fight
take the fight from the kid
Just sit back, just sit back
Sit back, sit back, relax, relapse
Sit back, sit back, bababada
You can take the kid out of the fight

The I.V. and your hospital bed
This was no accident
This was a therapeutic chain of events

2007-09-03T05:40:00.000-07:00

blogging can get so tiring... but i think it's just me. who on earth has that much commitment to come to a website and keep typing about their lives everyday... haha

anyway, i must apologise to all the friends whom i've kinda affected last week with my aura of sadness. i was really distraught over the loss of my auntie... at least she's in heaven now.

secondly, school's picking up the pace and i can feel the work piling up.. better get a day to sit down and revise all those notes i've collected..

lastly, i'm oh so happy now.. no longer jaded and all that.. woosh!

2007-08-26T05:43:00.000-07:00

We'll do it all
Everything
On our own

We don't need
Anything
Or anyone

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

I don't quite know
How to say
How I feel

Those three words
Are said too much
They're not enough

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that's bursting into life

Let's waste time
Chasing cars
Around our heads

I need your grace
To remind me
To find my own

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that's bursting into life

All that I am
All that I ever was
Is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see

I don't know where
Confused about how as well
Just know that these things will never change for us at all

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

2007-08-22T08:25:00.000-07:00

Let It Roll by Secondhand Serenade

The night smells like december
And we're deep undercovers
Staking out what could be
Better than all the money in the world

And I'm watching you and I'm waiting
For the perfect time to start
Participating and you signal me to stay
But I open my mouth any way

But it's over were gonners
It's out of our control
And if theres one thing that i know
Its that its best to just let it roll
So lets just let it roll

Your hazel eyes paralyze my senses
Cut me down to size defenseless
I'm defenseless
And I know its late but I'm waiting
For the moment that I've been anticipating
And I signal you to go where it will take us I don't know

But its over were gonners
Its out of our control
And if theres one thing that I know
Its that its best to just let it roll
So lets just let it roll

Just don't waste your night before it started
Make sure I'm worth every single second

And now its over were gonners
Its out of our control
And if theres one thing that i know
Its that its best to just let it roll
So lets just let it roll

2007-08-17T07:54:00.000-07:00

i shall find sometime when i'm really free to continue the story.. but anyway, now for some normal (well, when it comes to me nothing's normal really)

the first week of school has whizzed by and i'm settling into m2 rather well. wonder when it's appropriate to turn on the mugging engine... (not so soon la...)

dnd's coming up and our table is going all out man.. i bet we'll all look super funny! and it's gonna be a BLAST! i mean you don't expect a whole table to superheroes to go unnoticed now do you? haha..

a capella for dnd's no joke either.. soloing for footloose.. as usual throw the insanely high parts to shawn - who isn't a true tenor. haha. but i'm not complaining, i get to be a soloist! wah.. haha. hopefully when i start screeching and screaming my high notes people don't leave the hotel...

that's that for the recap. now for my resolutions! after all it's the start of the academic year. (you know after 12 years of education where the academic year coincides with the start of the year) anyway... *deep breath*

I must study hard and keep up with the workload and not lag behind.
I must not be caught in the situation where all I can do is to sing "We are so done for..." like a snake charmer
I must work out more (Someone drag me to the gym please...)
I must make an effort to spend more time with my all friends (This one is too easy)
I must not become a chao mugger and have a life!
I must buy nicer clothes for school so that I'm not always dressed like an ahbeng
I must keep a list of people who say I look, sound or act like Kenrick
I must not change characters on WoW anymore
I must promise to keep to my resolutions

Hopefully that'll do it...

Interlude: Cue the Sun!

2007-08-13T07:43:00.000-07:00

Interlude
Cue the Sun!

We take a break from your usually scheduled "Adventures of SuperShawn" to bring you a special interlude aka interleukins... hahaha...

If I find my way through the darkest of days,
Will I laugh about the things that kept me awake?
But if my greatest fear paints itself so crystal clear,
Will I run away or will I hide?

And if I don't come home tonight,
Just know I tried my best to fight.
Please don't think I plan to lose to the night.
And curse the moon so dull and bright,
My heavy soul can't stand the light.
It burns me straight to the bones, my bones

In the desert sun I watched my nerves come undone.
One by one my strings they tangled into knots.
And ever since that day, deep in Santa Fe.
I've learned to hate myself for giving everything away.

And if I don't come home tonight,
Just know I tried my best to fight.
Please don't think I plan to lose to the night.
And curse the moon so dull and bright,
My heavy soul can't stand the light.
It burns me straight to the bones, my bones

Chapter 2: A Twisted Tail

2007-08-02T20:17:00.000-07:00

Chapter 2
A Twisted Tail

Shawn awoke the next morning at his usual 11 in the morning routine. As he slowly opened his bedroom door, taking extra care not to stub his swollen toe again, he discovered breakfast at his doorstep.

"Strange..." he wondered to himself. "Mom never puts breakfast on the floor like that..."

"Oh well..." he sighed taking a bite of a peanut butter sandwich and a swig of OJ almost simultaneously.

Dragging himself to the kitchen, Shawn realized the ridiculous pig tracks was gone. He muttered to himself that it must have all been a dream before stopping dead in his tracks at the sight of a pig in the kitchen.

"What are you..."

"Doing here?" finished the pig as it reared up on its hind legs.

Shawn's jaw dropped. There was a pig in his kitchen and it was on two legs.

"You're not going to tell me that four legs are bad and two legs are good, are you?"

"No, you're confusing me with my cousin Nappy... Yeah, people used to say we really looked alike..." suddenly breaking off after realizing he was reminiscing unnecessarily. "Anyway, I'm here because, as you must have realized, you are special!" continued the pig.

"Special? Is this where you drag me off to that place in Buangkok?" replied Shawn with an almost dreadful fear in his voice; maybe he knew all along this day would come.

"What? No no, my dear boy. Not at all. My, how rude of me, I have yet to introduce myself. I'm SpiderPig. My friends call me Spidey."

"Oh... Hi Spidey!" cheered Shawn with much enthusiasm then realizing it was quite silly to be speaking to a pig after all.

"Alright, Shawn. I'm here to tell you that you've been accepted to the SOM."

"I got into medicine?! That's great!" Shawn exclaimed with glee.

"Oh pardon my use of acronyms. But that stands for the School of Mutants..." interjected Spidey, not wanting to ruin Shawn's moment.

"What?! I'm a m..mutant? But that can't be! I.. I can't do anything special."

Spidey paused and surveyed Shawn through those beady glass-like eyes of his before saying, "We call people like you, the Undiscovereds. But the real reason why the school has sent me to escort you, is that we've not had a Class 1 in a long time."

"A class what?!" retorted Shawn.

"Well, mutants are arranged according to the potential of their abilities. The lower the number, the greater the power." explained Spidey in an almost matter-of-fact tone.

Shawn paused for a moment allowing the information that had just transpired to seep in. He looked as if he had the wind knocked out of him. Slowly, he got off the kitchen stool which he had unconsciously planted himself on.

"Alright, so this school is supposed to teach me how to use these abilities for good?" he asked.

Spidey nodded knowingly, this still greatly disturbed Shawn as he wondered how a pig could nod. Spidey bent over and trotted on all fours to the main door of the house.

"Now if you will, Shawn, it's time to get your books. School starts in a week."

Chapter 1: Genesis

2007-07-31T09:23:00.000-07:00

hi guys! i'm gonna try something different here... might be actually fun to write prose again. really miss it. if you guys wanna be included in my story or even wanna help pen a chapter or two do drop me msg yeah? well, here goes...

Chapter 1

Genesis

"Phew!" sighed Shawn as he finally managed to decode the silly thing them IT folk call HTML - It was one exhausting code.

"12.27am" read the clock on his desktop. He unconsciously heaved another sigh of relief.

"Guess it's off to bed then," said Shawn to himself; a habit that not many people know about and one that Shawn isn't very quick to admit.

Shawn hastily put the final additions to his new blog and smiled to himself in satisfaction as he read the cocky title, "The Adventures of SuperShawn". He chuckled to himself at the sheer mischief of it all.

Before he could even shut down his computer, there was a loud pounding at his bedroom door.

"Mom... I'm going to bed already..." Shawn whined in reply, somehow thinking this would actually cause the knocking to stop.

It usually did. But it didn't. The pounding intensified and grew steadily hostile. Then, as abruptly as it had began, the fierce slamming against the door stopped. Shawn cautiously, inched his free hand to the door knob, as if it would seemingly scald him. When his palm made contact with the metal knob it almost seemed as if it did sting him as he retracted his hand instinctively. He paused for a moment, sucked in a breath of air and threw the door open with unnecessary force. As expected, the door flung open with such force it scrapped across the top of Shawn's unsuspecting toe.

"What the...?!" hollered Shawn in pain as he hopped up and down clenching his foot in his hands, in what looked like a ridiculously improvised tribal dance.

At the threshold, on the floor, lied a small cylindrical container. It bore a bright, multicolored design with big balloon-like letters across the tub. Shawn bent down and picked it up, immediately flipping off the cap and spooning a few mouthfuls of its contents using his bare fingers.

"Mmm.. Chunky Monkey..." he moaned as he enjoyed the delicious banana flavored ice-cream. "I wonder how it got here?" he continued, finally realizing that ice-cream belonged in freezers.

The tile floor in the living room was littered with weird animal prints scattered in all directions. Shawn followed them, albeit to not much avail, around the house which was, to his horror, empty.

"Chunky Monkey at my door and no one's home... Hmm..." wondered Shawn out loud to himself again, repeating the obvious yet curious events that had transpired.

He weird looking prints did not seem to confine themselves to the floor in fact, Shawn was sure that in some places, they looked as if they went onto the ceiling.

Then, he spotted it. A round, pink and squishy looking thing in the high corner of his kitchen. A pig.

"What on earth is a pig doing on my ceiling?"

"Oink?"

"Yeah, like I understand you..."

He did not understand why but he could not control himself from singing, "SpiderPig, SpiderPig, Does whatever a SpiderPig does. Can he swing, from a web? No, he can't. He's a pig. WATCH OUT! He is the SpiderPig."

The tune was familiar but the words were entirely not of his own doing. He stared at disbelief at the pig which was still somehow suspended from the kitchen ceiling.

"SpiderPig?"

"Oink!" seemingly happy now.

"Alright... Let me get this straight, you're SpiderPig and you're real?"

"Oink." the pig nodded, despite its lack of neck muscles.

Shawn glanced down at the empty tub of Chunky Monkey Ice cream in his hands before replying exasperatedly, "Ok, I've had too much Ben&Jerry's for one night. Screw this, I'm going to bed."

With that, he left the pig still hanging from his ceiling, he marched back to his room and plopped himself down to bed.

"Oink"